A few hours ago you arrived at a party, hosted by one of your friends. Now you find yourself playing seven minutes in heaven with around ten other people. The bottle gets spun and it lands on you and someone else, you look up to see who it was. Your rival. Who was staring at you with a cocky smirk.

“Let’s go, darling.” He announced, standing up and heading to another room where there stood a small closet.

What will you do?